11 more days!

Things are really starting to set in now. I've already said goodbye to clients at work, my dental hygienist, and some associates at JCPenney. Plans are starting to be made for my last hurrah with friends and family. A party here, a trivia night there, a dinner here, a lunch there, a bubble island date here, a brunch there. Everyone's been so kind, and more people than I thought are really interested in what I'll be doing and where I'll be going. 

I went out and bought some things for my trip. I got a couple of blazers so that I look extra fancy every once in a while. I feel like my wardrobe is business casual and not very formal. Hopefully the blazers will help. There were a lot of little things on my list like deodorant x3 because apparently Korean don't have terrible body odor. Must be nice. Razors, reward stickers for the kids, stamps, tweezers and clippers (no more free brow waxes from my mom, sadface), lots of toothpaste, floss, and three toothbrushes (thanks, Mrs. Kendall!!), a scrubbie, kleenex, vaseline, a USB remote for projectors, a 3DS holder and styluses, chapstick, an umbrella, washcloths, Q-tips, sunscreen, and wrinkle spray. 

It might all be overkill, but I just don't want to get there and have to shop for all that stuff right away. After a 14 hour flight, going shopping for the basics isn't something I'd be really excited to do. 

I've started giving myself a pep talk every time I get overwhelmed about the trip. My heart is completely in this, but my mind keeps asking if I'm crazy for getting myself into this. That's when I repeat to myself, "You are a brave woman. Some other people wouldn't have even filled out the application, but you did. You are personable and have a pretty smile. People will like you even if you act like a complete fool over and over. You're good with children. This will be so helpful in finding a job when you get back. Six months will fly by. You are a brave woman." 

It's worked so far. With 11 days to go before I leave on a 14-hour flight from Detroit to Seoul, I think pep talks to myself are the best form of stress-relief.